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If you see this -stop- and post your DA arts >:3e

There is one man to me...

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A full color illustration of Anders, who's a young apprentice in women's robes, having small breasts, being closeting FTM. He is on his knees, arms down over Karl Thekla's back. Karl is wearing navy robes and is leaning his head on Anders' breast, supporting him by a hand around his ass. They are surrounded by Xeranthemums, wallflowers, and purple tulips.

Finally finished this Kanders piece! A commission like this would be $275 ($75 for 1 character lineart, $75 for symbolism/decor, $25 for 2nd character, $50 for flat colors, $50 for full rendering)!

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preview of fic

“Jowan!” Anders interrupted, holding off his giggles. Jowan’s spine shot up straight and he bent forward, looking into the room. Anders was in the bed, slipping out of it, all long limbs and blushes, the giggling making him warm and pink. Jowan got a good look at his skinny butt, which was an unnatural shade of red, as he spilled onto the floor and started giggling again, wrapping himself into a blanket. Karl rolled his eyes and smiled. So the rumors weren’t wrong, it seemed. They were, at least, sleeping together. Anders threw himself at the doorway, pressing against Karl. Karl’s arm around him was as loving as it was necessary, keeping Anders upright. “Jowan, hi hi hi! What brings you here?” Jowan all but swallowed his adam’s apple, a cold tingle of panic jolting through his chest. “Oh! Uh, hello, Anders.” “Yeah, we know, hello and all that, now, Karl and I were busy, so just get out with it, would you?” Jowan looked at his feet and he tried not to crumple in on himself. Karl squeezed Anders tighter to his side and kissed his temple. “Be nice, Anders, he’s nervous, can’t you tell?” Karl pressed. “Yeah, but I was having fun!” Anders rolled his eyes. “Oh! Is that what this is about? Do you want to have fun?”

Slowly, a lot of that fear returned to him, Jowan climbed onto the bed and sat where Anders had patted, his back up against the headboard. He tried to ignore the silk tie behind him. This was going to hurt. Or he was going to hurt Anders. He wasn’t sure about this. “Hey, hey, be a good boy for me and relax, huh?” Anders asked, no longer showing himself off but leaning forward. He kissed Jowan and everything felt better again, tongue in his mouth and moan in his throat. Anders was handsy, fingers slipping over Jowan’s chest and down to his thighs, guiding him in spreading his legs. Jowan’s heart thudded in his chest, so loud it didn’t allow for breath. He had the worry that, with his legs spread, something was going to be shoved inside of him, wetted with only Karl’s spit, and he would tear and it would hurt. “Relax,” Anders reminded, kissing Jowan’s cheek and moving down to his neck, where he sucked a hickey where his long brown hair would hide. “You have all the power here. You tell us to stop and we will.” He never had the power. No one eve listened to him when he had something to say. He nodded and Anders slid back, graceful as a cat, arching his back again. He pressed his tongue to the bottom of Jowan’s cock and licked his way up, from base to tip and Jowan clutched the sheets, trying to keep his hips down. Was this what it felt like, when a Templar humped his face? It was so good! Anders licked ad licked, his hands always on Jowan’s thighs, massaging him, looking up at Jowan through his long gold eyelashes. He got Jowan’s dick wet from all angles before putting the head in his mouth, sucking on it lightly, pushing the foreskin down with his tongue. Jowan couldn’t help the little noises that he made. “He’s good at this, isn’t he?” Karl asked, picking up the paddle and running his hand over it. He put one knee on the bed, right behind Anders. Jowan nodded, “Ah y-yes, Ser.”

CW: underage, off screen noncon
New fic for #AndersApril25! I went with the prompt: The Circle is a Spiral to explore the cycles of abuse among mages. Wooo

archiveofourown.org/works/64411672

#dragonage #kanders #karlthekla #anders #jowan #jokanders #fanfiction #mywriting #writesky

we have nothing to lose but our chains - owlpockets - Dragon Age - All Media Types [Archive of Our Own] An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

new dragon age fic:

we have nothing to lose about our chains

#kanders precanon, 1.3k words, rated T

this fic has: what if the circle had zines, shameless marx and engels references, and the day to day realities of the culture of fear promoted by templars

archiveofourown.org/works/64321645

Karl and Anders from Dragon Age! Anders is in a green woman's robe, up on his knees, arms down Karl's back. Karl is pressing his face to Anders breast, one arm around his ass. They are surrounded by purple tulips, pink xeranthemums, and orange wallflowers.

CW: age gap

Update on my Circle times Kanders piece with teen FTM Anders. These are what I consider flats! A commission like this would cost $200.

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A lineart illustration of Karl Thekla and Anders from Dragon Age. Karl is sitting with his face on Anders breast with one arm around his butt. Anders is kneeling over Karl's lap, arms down Karl's back. They are surrounded by blue tulips, wallflowers, and xeranthemums.

CW: Age gap

Drew this #kanders at work! FTM Teen Anders and Teacher Karl, my nasty mage fuckers!

Blue Tulip: tranquility, trust
Wallflower: changeless affection, fidelity in misfortune
Xeranthemum: cheer under adversity

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A lineart illustration of my OC, Ylls, in his armor, holding a sword behind his head. There is a massive centipede wrapped around him. He has thick eyebrows and bright eyes, a beard and a curled mustache, and medium length curly hair.

A lineart illustration of my OC, Tarnis' hand, held in front of his intricate robe. There are strings hanging off of his fingers, holding glass objects.

A lineart illustration of a stylized wolf, mouth open and tongue lolling. It is crying. It is being a man's (my OC Aldar) boots and battle skirt.

A lineart illustration of Karl and young Anders, cuddling before massive magnolias and tulips

No one is allowed to argue with me about m hand hurting. Here are some previews of the art I've done this past week, to be posted after Ketheric week and all that.

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Two mages huddled together, touching hands which sizzle with magic

#AndersWeek2025 - Wednesday: Dreams / Loss / Longing

Simpler times

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